This Naga personal guard was no simple figure. His name was Kilian, and he was the close bodyguard of Kronos, the Naga General in charge of the northern front.
Kilian had once stood behind Kronos as his guard during a high-level Naga military meeting.
At first, Kilian had acted perfectly normally. But just now, he had felt a throb in his mind, as though something important had been left behind somewhere.
He did not report it to the general. Just like that, he slithered over on his serpentine body and arrived before the black-robed man.
When he saw the black-robed man's gray-white pupils, thin black threads suddenly emerged in Kilian's snake eyes.
He abruptly remembered that he had seen this black-robed two-legged shrimp before. It had been during a slave-capturing operation, when he had followed the general to escort a batch of two-legged shrimp. It seemed this two-legged shrimp had carried some sort of secret, one that happened to suit Kilian's tastes, so Kilian had paid special attention to him.
What secret was it again?
Kilian could not quite remember.
That included the impression that "something important had been left behind." He could not remember what that important thing was, either.
No, this black-robed two-legged shrimp before him... was extremely dangerous!
Kilian lost consciousness.
"Lord Kilian? Lord Kilian?"
A Naga Warrior called out tentatively.
Kilian opened his eyes.
For an instant, a gray-white sheen flashed through his pupils, then disguised itself as snake eyes.
"I'm fine."
Kilian said calmly, "Bring me this black-robed two-legged shrimp."
"Haha, to be chosen by Lord Kilian is his honor." The Naga Warrior flattered him obsequiously.
But when the black-robed man opened his eyes, his pupils shook, his gaze filled with disbelief!
He struggled to raise his hand, trying to say something, but only